Chapter 59

　What is chaos and chaos? Just look at the base at this time and you will know.

　Lu Bixing's "twenty minutes" obviously overestimated them.

　There was a lot of "squeaking" in the mecha station, which was about to wake up the artificial sun in advance. Under the bright lights, there were random people everywhere, dressed in all kinds of clothes, and the onlookers from all walks of life were asking random questions at the top of their lungs. , the momentum is huge, like a swarm of toads in a river pit after a rain, the rumors are like the breeze passing over the water, one wave after another, they are simply swarms.

　Some people screamed, some shouted, some people cried loudly because they didn't know what sad thing had been touched. There were children hiding outside the mecha station, hugging the cold iron door, watching helplessly as their caregivers hurried away. The old people who had gathered together to celebrate the New Year still had butter stuck to the corners of their mouths. They huddled together resignedly and looked at the desperate night sky at the base.

　As for the great base armed forces, they dropped the chain without any suspense.

　In a hurry, the assembled team of Golden Warriors collided with the Iron Mask Cavalry. Both teams were already at this time, and they were still fighting for the top and bottom. No one was willing to let the other go first. Foucault's people scolded Weasel and the others. It is "impurities in the septic tank". The weasel people called Foucault and others "flies chasing after farts". Both sides exchanged witty remarks.

　There were also some slow-moving old and weak remnants who were blocked by the crowd and couldn't find their own organization. Because they couldn't participate in the scolding battle, they were running around in a hurry.

　For some unknown reason, a small group of people took advantage of the chaos and jumped onto the platform first, driving their mechas off the track.

　Fifteen pirate mechas turned the base's New Year's Eve into a horror movie.

　If they were on the Silver Fortress, Admiral Lin could shoot them all together.

　White was shouting hoarsely to maintain order when someone grabbed the back of his neck. The immature boy let out an "ouch", scratched his limbs wildly, and was carried to Chong San's feet without his feet touching the ground. He found that several of his classmates were already here.

　"Come up, everyone." Lin Jingheng threw White on the ground and pointed at Chongsan's cabin door, "Where's your teacher? Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye? Contact him and tell him to stop running around and come to me."

　Mint quickly contacted Lu Bixing's personal terminal, but was rejected by the other party.

　The next moment, the multimedia screen in the square suddenly lit up, and Lu Bixing's voice cut through the noise of the entire base.

　In a hurry, there was probably not enough time to stew a pot of chicken soup. This time Lu Bixing was rare and did not talk nonsense.

　"If I were you," Lu Bixing turned on the largest searchlight of the mecha station, and the light shot straight into the sky, illuminating several mechas flying far away in the sky, "I would prepare to escape before they fly far. Shoot them down."

　Foucault and Weasel, who were arguing, raised their heads at the same time. There was silence in the mecha station for a moment - no matter where they are, there are always some particularly far-sighted "skilled people", and some people join the base's armed forces. Some people fight for power to prove themselves, some people simply want to protect their families, and some people plan to escape quickly when the crisis comes.

　The armored cavalry and golden warriors each took advantage of the chaos to steal the mecha and escape, so no one needed to laugh at the other.

　Weasel's face turned green, and he didn't care about the quarrel. He and Foucault each looked at each other angrily, and quickly led the people away to each side, and each got into the mecha.

　Immediately afterwards, the spiritual nets of the ground mechas were spread out one after another, rushing towards the few small mechas that had just left the orbit, knocking those who were running slowly off the spiritual net links.

　But the fastest runner had already escaped the mental net of the little mecha. Without saying a word, Foucault went straight onto the track and accelerated to the maximum speed. She took several people with her and rolled out like a strong wind. Her machine Before A was completely out of gravity, she had already fired a missile - she was indeed the most senior self-defense member of the base. She fired this missile very well. Those who ran too fast forgot to open the protective cover and were killed. It exploded into a string of fireworks, instantly shaking the base like daylight.

　Ten sailing days away, foreign enemies attacked, but this first shot in the base was used to clear the door.

　The crowd on the ground was in dead silence at first, and then I didn't know who was the first to whisper: "Dead... are you dead?

　" The two words "dead" spread like ripples in the crowd, and Lu Bixing spoke again: "If you are now If you don't know who to listen to, please listen to me first—if you haven't boarded the mecha yet, follow me and take your place on the platform. Look at the situation on the front line here."

　He said, and Saturday was displayed on the multimedia screen. Judging from the images transmitted back, only eight/nine mechas could see their outlines, and the rest were vague silhouettes, but not many people could be seen.

　"I'll only say it once here. As of now, Prince Gloria has not invaded the territory with heavy troops. This is just a detection team, with a total of fifteen mechas, which is half of our long-range patrol team. The base is wrapped with an anti-tracking system. It's not that easy to locate."

　After Lu Bixing finished speaking, he walked onto the mecha station.

　At this time, the mecha station was relatively quiet. His figure was very conspicuous under the violent lights of the mecha station. The shadow was extremely long and covered the mecha group at the mecha station, which was almost scary.

　Lu Bixing waved his hand towards the outside of the mecha station: "Unrelated personnel disperse and don't block the road."

　In the past, when he led people to repair multimedia speakers and repair energy systems, everyone in the base was used to listening to his orders, and now it seemed like a reflex Backed away.

　Lu Bixing turned around and walked onto a mecha. The voice still came from the multimedia that ran through the base: "Today was originally the last time I sent supplies to Saturday, because he planned to disband the Self-Defense Force. In other words, although the pirates are now just a team Exploration team, but there is only a group of patrols in front of them that are about to be disbanded. So why are you waiting for the base coordinates to be exposed? Or are you waiting for your death?"

　He trailed off and the mecha went straight to the acceleration track. Those who were still lost and hesitating on the mecha station seemed to have finally found the leader. They lined up one after another to board the mecha, and many small mechas filed out.

　Lin Jingheng gestured to the students and led them slowly onto Chongsan and onto the acceleration track: "Zhan Lu, mark Lu Bixing's mecha and keep an eye on him at all times."

　"Yes," Zhan Lu said . , "Mr. One-Eyed Eagle should think so too, he is sixteen standard fuselages away from you."

　Just now being disturbed by Lu Bixing, the two teams that were originally distinct were forced to come together, and the dividing line seemed to Much more blurry.

　Lin Jingheng stretched her five senses and six senses into her mental network, and she was not far away from the crooked team. She ignored the students around her and silently counted her heartbeat.

　After a few minutes, the rise and fall of his chest became more and more gentle. Finally, in the midst of the noise, his violently fluctuating mood barely calmed down. Lin Jingheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her calm voice, feeling vaguely grateful for these pirates. The time has come for them to arrive.

　Lin Jingheng had no choice but to wait for Lu Bixing. The three-month contract expired and Lu Bixing got deeper and deeper in this base. Lin Jingheng had to pour a basin of cold water on him to wake him up.

　Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu was very unconventional. He came in without arguing or arguing. First, he stuffed a mouthful of cream without any explanation, and then digressed into the topic.

　Of course Lin Jingheng knew what the interrupted sentence was about, but she wanted to pretend that she didn't know.

　Fortunately, there is Prince Gloria in front of him who is setting fires everywhere, otherwise I don't know how today will end.

　In such a short time, the long-distance communication signal has passed through countless jump points and spread outside the territory.

　Lin Jingheng briefly put away her worries, glanced at it, and said to Zhan Lu: "How about remote control?"

　Zhan Lu: "The signal is good."

　"Okay, connect me to the captain of the Self-Defense Force."

　"Get the Saturday captain . The permission of the communication terminal is requesting communication——"

　Saturday had been decadent for several days, feeling that his skin had been emptied. At this time, a sudden enemy attack shattered his dream of life and death, and adrenaline rushed into him like a spurt. His limbs were covered with bones, and the hairs all over his body were about to fly out of his pores. Saturday stared at the motionless pirate fleet without blinking his eyelids. He wiped away the cold sweat and felt the urge to urinate: "Just... make sure again, Are your virtual cannons turned off? Let me take a closer look. Is the arsenal open?"

　Fangxiao tremblingly held the ashes of his little rabbit: "Boss, you have asked this for the third time."

　"Saturday, I'm nervous."

　"I'm nervous too...fuck, who the hell is interrupting?" A communication request came in unexpectedly, and Saturday was startled. After subconsciously answering the call, he realized something was wrong - they were not at the base now. On the intranet, it stands to reason that you can only communicate with your teammates around you at this time.

　But the teammates are all in the communication channel, who is this?

　I was so excited on Saturday that I had no time to think about it and immediately cut off communication.

　At this time, General Lin's face covered with frost appeared on the screen: "I am Lin Jingheng."

　The moment he saw him clearly on Saturday, his mood almost collapsed. He thought reinforcements had arrived: "General Lin, you are finally here." , I..."

　"I'm still at the base," Lin Jingheng interrupted him slowly, "it will take about three hours to get to your place."

　Saturday's knees felt weak.

　Lin Jingheng: "So these fifteen pirate mechas are yours."

　"I...I..." Saturday's mind went blank and he said incoherently, "It's impossible for us. Besides...they may have reinforcements, I If you can't do it, you know our level..."

　Lin Jingheng smiled meaningfully.

　"I don't know, but you can take a gamble." He said coolly, "If we can still find your body in three hours, maybe we will hold a space funeral for you."

　Saturday said desperately. Looking at him, through the communication screen, I suddenly realized that Lin Jingheng was different from the past - Lin Jingheng's usual image was very "bohemian". When he led people for morning exercise on Saturdays, he often saw him putting on a pair of slippers in the morning, having just washed his hair, and walking He slipped into the main control room of the mecha station dripping water. Although he doesn't like to talk to others, he is very "upright", "serious, serious," and "upright", like a dean. Although others don't dare to be presumptuous in front of him, they are not afraid of him.

　But this night it was all the other way around.

　Lin Jingheng's shirt fit perfectly, the buttons reached the collar, and went all the way into the belt buckle without any wrinkles. The short boots were spotlessly tied around the trouser legs, and she wore gloves. Except for her face, no trace of skin was exposed. But when he looked into Lin Jingheng's eyes, he felt something crazy and terrifying in them. He was like a water monster that had just woken up in the shallows, lazily showing rows of fangs.

　"Stand up straight," Lin Jingheng said, "I want to know how your Self-Defense Forces position themselves?"

　Shivering, Saturday stood upright against the wall, blushing and said "Meow": "Sharp, sharp knife."

　Lin Jingheng said. He nodded and commented: "Yes, I'm very brave to think about it, but I must correct you. With your level, even if you work as a security guard in a remote galaxy, you are probably only qualified to do logistics and maintenance work."

　Saturday Yi, who was downgraded from a sharp knife to a screwdriver Colorful face.

　"But screwdrivers can also kill people." Lin Jingheng paused. "Remember what I say below. I will only say it once - don't have any direct conflicts with regular troops. I have taught you this lesson countless times in the exercise, but you just turned a blind eye. The average human-machine matching ratio of your team is only 59%. On the battlefield, the average value is less than 80%, which means that you are just a leek at the mercy of others and cannot be the main attacking team outside. The pirates are a detection team, the value may be lower, but it will not be lower than 75%. Fortunately, both of you are small mechas. Pay attention to the safe distance and don't let the mental network overlap."

　Saturday said hard on his lap. With a pinch, the shivering calf stopped.

　Lin Jingheng did not nod or shake his head, and continued: "The anti-tracking system is your trump card. Long-range guerrillas and ambushes are your only opportunities. Do you know how primitive people hunt large wild animals?"

　Saturday swallowed: "Bait And traps."

　A smile flashed across Lin Jingheng's face: "Okay, but remember, your prey now is not a lion or a tiger, but a hyena and a poisonous snake. Be patient. The bait must be fake and real, and it is best to deceive you. Otherwise, you will fall into the other party's trap. Do you understand? I have already laid the first bait for you."

　Saturday: "What..."

　"Boss, they are moving!"

　"I am now. We are communicating remotely with you. Remote communication will produce a strong energy response and even penetrate the encryption of the jump point. The other party should have sensed it. Okay, let's cut off the communication now." Lin Jingheng sent a key to Saturday, "When needed, you can use this key to connect to remote communications in an emergency. If you have any last words for me, I can convey them to you. See you in three hours."

　The pirates have obviously located a person hidden in the anti-tracking system. The jump point was slowly approaching, and Saturday's mind went blank. Two seconds later, he yelled into the communication channel: "Don't just stand there stupidly, and evacuate more than ten kilometers from jump point 006. The missile is ready to launch!"

　Mint watched the entire remote communication silently. At this time, she suddenly said: "General Lin, I saw the battle you simulated on the computer in the main control room."

　Lin Jingheng turned around . After looking at her, Mint almost lost all the courage she had finally mustered up.

　Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows as if he was a little surprised: "Huh? You actually understood it?"

　"I didn't at that time. I checked a lot of information and asked Teacher Lu." Mint swallowed hard, her voice trembling, " Pirate detectors are tentacles that stretch out and are not afraid of breaking. They all carry all-round recorders. Once an armed conflict occurs, the recorders will record the entire process of the exchange of fire and transmit it back to the pirate team in real time for them to accurately evaluate If the detection team is completely wiped out, they will release the "sacrifice" for the second round of testing based on the evaluation value. These people are at the bottom of the pirate team, or want to climb up, or have leverage on the pirates. In their hands, they can only fight hard, because the fighting power is similar, even if they lose, the opponent will definitely win miserably. They will definitely wait for the real pirate group when they are most relaxed and vulnerable."

　Lin Jingheng looked down at the remote communication network, A huge communication network was laid out on the ground of Chongsan. Somewhere outside the territory, a small light spot of unknown meaning flickered regularly.

　He praised without sincerity: "You are quite diligent."

　Mint took a deep breath, and the trembling neck muscles were exposed on his slender neck: "If you want to save them, you should ask Principal Lu to find a way to shield the other party. signal, and then make an emergency jump to deal with them as quickly as possible. The people at the base can't do it, but you can, General Lin. But you let them mess around... So... the bait that can deceive you by pretending to be real is actually Saturday. "They, right?"

　Lin Jingheng's cold eyes were fixed on the girl. The other three students subconsciously took a step forward and surrounded Mint in the middle, like a group of chickens, huddled helplessly in a small ball.

　It's strange to say that when Lu Bixing was around, the students were afraid of him, but they never felt that he would hurt them. It was like looking at a lazy lion through a glass cover.

　But at this time, Principal Lu's mecha was two teams away from them. Several students came to their senses and found that the glass cover had disappeared out of thin air, and the sleeping lion was standing a few steps away.